Alan stood behind Fang Jun without saying a word. Now that Hou Yong was talking, he didn't feel stunned. He shook his head, "No...it's nothing. I'll just take a look and it won't hurt...it's not like I haven't seen it before."

dead……"

Hou Yong hesitated to speak, but smiled bitterly, and the three of them got on the elevator.

The smell of revenge and unpleasantness on the third floor was like a cloud of miasma rushing directly in front of Fang Jun the moment the elevator door opened. Fang Jun felt his stomach churning, and a wave of lust almost came to his heart, and he frowned.

Lock, "This smell..."

"It has been several hours since the deceased died, but the appearance of his death was really horrific, so the smell still lingers for a long time, and it seems that there are other smells mixed in. The forensic doctor is still making an identification."

Fang Jun only felt that his hand was being squeezed tightly. He turned sideways and saw that Alan's face was not good-looking, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can..."

"It's okay," Alan smiled and pushed Fang Jun, "Let's go."

Several uniformed policemen walked back and forth in the corridor in a hurry. The closer they got to the door, the more they felt the pungent smell rushing towards them. The closer they got, the more pungent they became. Fang Jun smiled bitterly, not bad.

I came here in a hurry without having breakfast, otherwise the smell would be...

Squeak——

The door was slowly opened. Hou Yong said, "Be careful," and entered the room first, followed closely by Fang Jun. But as soon as he stepped into the threshold, he saw the blood splattering on the ground like a tongue of fire shooting out from the house.

The depths surged out and reached the door.

It seems that this room was not peaceful last night.

"You have to be mentally prepared," Hou Yong turned around and stopped Fang Jun, "Anyway... you will know after seeing it..."

Hou Yong gradually turned around. Alan and Fang Jun's eyes were cast on the sofa at the same time. Before Fang Jun could react, Alan's ear-piercing scream interrupted his movement of gaze, and he quickly turned around.

Alan threw himself into Fang Jun's arms, his face was pale, and he was breathing heavily, "So... so scary... so scary..."

Hou Yong looked helpless, "Look, I told you not to come and come, but you still want to come. Do you still think I'm lying to you?"

Holding Alan tightly, Fang Jun's eyes fell on the deceased again, scanning from top to bottom. The moment he fell into the outline of the deceased's face, the fear in his eyes suddenly turned into surprise.

.

Holding Alan's body, he didn't even feel a tremor.

It was a body that had long since lost its shape.

No, maybe, if it weren't for the vaguely visible, ferocious and twisted face and outline of the person on the face, just looking at the body, Fang Jun would not have believed that this was the body of a person, but more like a corpse.

A hollowed-out dead pig.

A big hole was opened in the heart, and various blood vessels poured out along the hole. The blood vessels were torn apart alive. That was the position of the heart, and the torn heart was lying quietly in a pool of blood not far away.

Inside, the abdomen was also pulled and a large hole was cut open. Blood vessels and intestines were entangled and hung on the rotten flesh, and a huge meat ball was placed next to them, curled up.

Blood vessels and expectations were still wrapped around the bloody ball of flesh.
Chapter completed!